1:03:00
- It's bullshit. Nobody'd believe it.
- Hey! Frank Donahue believes it.
1:03:04
And he's got eight million people
every night that watch him.
1:03:09
Go along with me. I guarantee you,
by 8.30 tomorrow night,
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every one of those eight million sons of
bitches will believe Jack Terry's story.
1:03:52
1:03:54
Yeah, that's what I heard.
Just before the tyre blew out.
1:03:57
You're right. It was a shot.
1:03:59
- You took this to the police, huh?
- Yes. I gave them a copy.
1:04:03
They sent it to the lab and it was blank.
1:04:05
- So somebody's erased it.
- Are you sure?
1:04:08
I transferred it myself, I played it back and
now it's blank, like the rest of my tapes!
1:04:12
OK! Calm down. The sound is very clear.
It's the picture that's a little fuzzy.
1:04:18
Shit. They'd say I made it up in the lab,
and they'd be right.
1:04:21
Whoever's in on this has contacts with
the police. They want McRyan to vanish.
1:04:25
They don't wanna hear about my gunshot.
1:04:28
- Gee, what are you gonna do?
- What?
1:04:30
- What are you gonna do?
- You mean, what are we gonna do?
1:04:33
- What do I have to do with this?
- Cut the shit, Sally.
1:04:36
- I know what you were doin' in that car.
- What do you know?
1:04:40
You and Karp were settin' up
McRyan for blackmail,
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gettin' scummy pictures of him
gettin' laid after the Liberty Ball.
1:04:46
You tell him running water
under a well-lit bridge gets you hot?
1:04:50
- Who told you that?
- I saw your motel candid-camera shots.
1:04:54
You got nice tits. Who was paying you
to flash 'em for McRyan?
1:04:57
I wasn't in the car.
Or haven't you read the papers?
1:04:59
Henry's cover-up won't last. I just talked
to a reporter who knows everything.